Friday, February 24, 2012

Lasagna Cups with Pesto, by Diabetic Foodie

My fellow foodie-blogger friend, Shelby Kinnaird is the Diabetic Foodie. She regularly comes up with clever, health-conscious dishes. This one caught my eye when searching for an appetizer-style dish to take to an Oscar party this Sunday. Looks quick, easy, and delicious. Thanks Shelby for sharing!
Lasagna Cups with Pesto

Lasagna Cups with Pesto

It’s been a busy week, so I was looking for something to throw together quickly for dinner. I had some wonton wrappers and ricotta cheese in the refrigerator and some pasta sauce and pesto in the pantry. I defrosted some Italian turkey sausage in the microwave and dinner was on the table.
I like this recipe because it’s easy to prepare and subject to endless variations. You can change the type of sauce and pesto you use. You can skip the sausage and make it vegetarian. You can mix different herbs into the ricotta. You can make it spicy or mild. You could even add some chopped vegetables. And it’s way lower in carbohydrates that regular lasagna.
The nutritional information below was calculated using the particular brands of pasta sauce (Classico Spicy Tomato & Basil) and pesto (Classico Traditional Basil Pesto Sauce) I used. You can cut way back on the sodium in this dish by using homemade sauces or by selecting lower-sodium versions in the grocery store. You also might want to skip or reduce the amount of Parmesan and the turkey sausage, which are both high in sodium. The sugar is coming primarily from the pasta sauce as well, so using homemade will cut down on the sugar in this recipe too. However, overall, the calorie count is fine and the carb count fits into my eating plan. Your mileage may vary.

Recipe

Adapted from Prevention
24 wonton wrappers
1/2 cup part-skim ricotta cheese
1 tablespoon freshly shredded Parmesan
1/4 teaspoon dried oregano
1/4 teaspoon dried basil
1½ cups pasta sauce
2 links Italian turkey sausage (sweet or hot), cooked and chopped
2 tablespoons pesto
Preheat oven to 375°F. Lay 2 wonton wrappers on a cutting board, overlapping slightly. Spray with cooking spray and then insert, sprayed side down, into one cup of a 12-cup muffin pan. Repeat with remaining wrappers.
In a small bowl, combine ricotta, Parmesan, oregano and basil. Mix well.
Fill each of the wrapper-lined muffin cups with 1 tablespoon pasta sauce, a few chunks of sausage, 1 teaspoon ricotta mixture and 1/4 teaspoon pesto. Repeat layers.
Bake until edges of wrappers are golden, about 10 minutes. Let stand in pan a few minutes before transferring to plates. (I found my fingers worked best for removing the lasagna cups from the pan.) Serve immediately.
Makes 4 servings
Per serving: 318 calories, 11g fat (3g sat), 217mg cholesterol, 1034mg sodium, 35g carb, 3g fiber, 24g sugar, 18g protein

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

The Feast of Fools: New Year to Mardi Gras


Peter Breugel, Feast of Fools
Feast of Fools
Throughout the Middle Ages and well into the Elizabethan period, Christmas was an austere and holy season, full of fasting and stringent religious rules. By time January rolled around, people were ready to cut loose. On the first day of January, Europeans came together for a celebration known as the Feast of Fools.

The Feast of Fools originated as a religious event honoring the Feast of the Circumcision, which supposedly took place in early January. A lesser, more playful festival, organized by the church’s sub deacons and falling on the same day, allowed the church’s lower-ranking clergy to poke fun at higher authority. Often the youngest or most subordinate boys in the church were symbolically elevated to a higher position of priest or bishops, then permitted free reign of mockery and buffoonery.

In this respect, the Feast of Fools symbolized a social revolution during which the normal order of things was reversed. Peasants became kings. Choirboys were made popes.

Over the centuries, this New Year’s Day party took on a life of its own. What started off as an annual church-sanctioned festival evolved into a spectacle of debauchery from which many of our modern New Year’s and Mardi Gras traditions have descended.  

A Medieval Saturnalia
The concept of role reversal and excessive tomfoolery has echoes of the pagan Roman festival Saturnalia. Ancient Romans celebrated Saturnalia on December 17, but the holiday became so wildly popular it ended up lasting seven days. This was a religious festival honoring Saturn, the harvest god, but it morphed into a weeklong period of merrymaking and gift giving. During this period, the social order was inverted and class distinctions temporarily abolished. Public gambling, intoxication, and nudity were permitted.

The medieval Europeans took their version of Saturnalia to a similar extreme. The Feast of Fools festivities were held in and around the church. Religious rituals, social and religious hierarchy and holiday traditions were openly mocked, not only by the “newly appointed” leaders, but also by all the townspeople. After attending faux services, the churchgoers partied and gambled at the altar, marched in lewd parades, and performed irreverent plays. All over town, people openly participated in wanton displays of nudity and intoxication. In short, the normally rigid restraints placed on public behavior were abandoned. 

By time of Queen Elizabeth’s reign, the Feast of Fools had become a full-blown bacchanal, openly condemned by church leaders as blasphemous and profane.

Hee-Haw and Pass the Wassail
By the thirteenth century, the Feast of Fools had spawned similar celebrations such as the Feast of the Ass, during which a young girl on a donkey, representing the Virgin Mary, was led into the church and positioned at the alter as the congregation responded “Hee-haw” to the fake priest’s sermon. Like the Feast of Fools, the Feast of Asses was originally a Christian holiday celebrating the holy’s family’s flight into Egypt. Before long its religious connotation was completely absorbed into the big party and a pure donkey-narrative surfaced.
The most widespread custom was to elect a young, male chorister, or even the town fool, to parody the highest-ranking church officials. The Boy Bishop, as he was formally known, was “made into” a priest and gave mock sermons. Again, this tradition fell in line with the religious Feasts of Saint Nicholas or that of the Holy Innocents, but ended up being linked with the Feast of Fools. In early January, priests handed over their church for a day to the child who, dressed in full priestly garb, presided over services. The Boy Bishop and his juvenile entourage were then led in a drunken, colorful procession through town, handing out lewd blessings.

The Boy Bishop went by many names in different countries: the Abbot of Unreason in France and Scotland, the Lord of Misrule in Britain, and most popularly, The King of the Bean in England. This became one of the most persistent traditions in all its cross-dressing bawdiness and utter profanity. It took a great effort for the church to snuff out this custom.

The Bean King 
The custom of appointing the Boy Bishop during the Feast of Fools grew into the long-lasting tradition of crowning a King of the Bean. A bean, ring or some other trinket was baked into a cake. Whichever party goer was served the slice of cake containing the prize was named king of the feast. To ensure fairness, the youngest child would hide under the table and blindly assign pieces of cake to random people. If a woman received the lucky slice, she was given the honor of naming the King of the Bean.

Once crowned, the unruly Bean King was extended royal privileges as the “Lord of Misrule.” He played pranks, behaved promiscuously and over-indulged in the popular Yuletide punch, Wassail. Quite often, the party took on a carnival-like atmosphere with the baring of private body parts and excessive drunkenness. It’s good to be the Bean King, but the title also came with the responsibility of providing the following year’s King Cake. A small price to pay to be king for a day!

The English version of the Feast of Fools chose both a king and queen by hiding a bean and a pea within the same cake, which was decorated with paper crowns worn by the “monarchs”. This round cake made specifically for the season between the Christmas and the Epiphany, was nicknamed the King Cake or Three King’s Cake.

According to Catholic tradition, it took twelve nights for the three Magi to arrive in Bethlehem to honor the birth of Christ. The Three King’s Cake was served during the Feast of the Epiphany and twelfth night festivities which fell in early January. This celebration of the visitation of the magi was, like the other customs, incorporated in the Feast of Fools.    

Another popular belief roots the King of the Bean tradition in the Saturnalia of ancient Rome. A low-ranked man selected to impersonate the god Saturn would undertake mock magical ceremonies and mischievous behavior during twelve days of revelry. This feast was meant to predict and ensure a good harvest. In medieval times, the upcoming year’s harvest was likewise forecasted during twelve days of festivals, with each day representing one month of the year. In this respect, the King of the Bean is believed to be a direct descendant of the original Lord of Misrule, the King of Saturnalia.     

From whatever practice it hailed, the sport of crowning the King of the Bean via random cake selection was indulged well into the Tudor era. The custom was abolished by Elizabeth I during the Reformation. Today’s King Cake parties of New Orleans are its direct descendant, as is the wearing of New Years Eve hats and crowns. New Orleans’s Mardi Gras and Rio's Carnival are the best examples of a contemporary Feast of Fools.

Midnight Cacophony
Throughout the history of man, it’s believed that noise wards off evil spirits. What better way to begin the New Year than by driving out devils and demons with a cacophony of clamor? During the midnight hour of the Feast of Fools, children banged on doors while men and women rang bells, drummed on walls and clanged pots and pans.

But no matter how profane and worldly the Feast of Fools became, religion and superstition took center stage. The underlying desire to purge the village (and oneself) of wickedness and ensure a propitious new year was serious business. The New Year was greeted with as much reverence as revelry.

Abolishing the past was vital in ushering in a healthy New Year. A literal interpretation of “out with the old and in with the new” was seen in acts of replacing old articles of clothing or changing one’s home interior. A more symbolic folk custom is seen in the ceremonial Reception of the Dead. Processions of masked people representing deceased relatives danced their way to the feast then laid to rest afterwards. The masks were buried or thrown into the water, laying their souls to rest. The spirits in return would watch over the living.

The spirit of regeneration and renewal is seen in ritual gift-giving, lucky foods, symbolic behavior and auspicious acts. A gift of anything ring-shaped was considered lucky and symbolizes “coming full circle” through the year. They consumed hog meat in hopes of prosperity and cabbage for luck, both dishes becoming staples at the Feast of Fools. Many of these centuries-old traditions still have distinctive strains in today’s New Year’s celebrations, meals, masquerades, and parades.


The Party’s Not Over
The Feast of Fools evolved for a thousand years, becoming most popular in France and Great Britain, but reached into Spain, Italy and Germany. By the fifteenth century, the church had enough of the mockery and put an end to the merrymaking by deeming it blasphemous and illegal.
  
However, by the 1540s the Feast of Fools was a part of the fabric of life. The religious aspect of the feast day had been lost in the pageantry, but the feast's highly-organized format of mock liturgies and playful showmanship is viewed by academics as the precursor to the modern English drama. 

Itinerant costumed actors, or Mummers, carried on the Feast’s theatrical pageantry by traveling house to house, acting out flamboyant plays in exchange for money. The spectacular present-day Mummer’s Parade in Philadelphia owes its existence to these elaborate, medieval holiday processions, which were kept alive by America’s early European immigrants.  
  
The Feast of Epiphany continues to be celebrated on the twelfth night after Christmas and is traditionally viewed as the start of Carnival season. Even though the Feast of Fools was stamped out in its original form, our present-day New Year’s celebrations keep the festivities and sometimes foolish fun alive on January 1, a date that has for thousands of years represented renewal and a fresh start. The Feast of Fools never really went away.
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Is that baby Jesus in my cake?  
The King Cake

Cake by Geneieve Reiner, a.k.a. Ham Sandwich Indicted
Any ring-shaped gift or food was thought to bring good luck and represented fertility, prosperity, and life coming “full circle.”  The traditional King Cake season is kicked off on twelfth night, which is also the start of the Carnival season and runs until the first day of Mardi Gras. The medieval version of the King Cake was a heavy egg-based, brioche-like pastry that is studded with purple, green and gold candied fruits, the colors representing the magi’s gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh gifts, hence it's name "King Cake" or "Three King's Cake." 

The English version of the Feast of Fools chose both a king and queen by hiding a bean and a pea within the same cake, which was decorated with paper crowns worn by the “monarchs”. This round cake made specifically for the season between the Christmas and the Epiphany, was nicknamed the King Cake or Three King’s Cake. The tradition has evolved from planting a bean to baking a plastic baby Jesus in the cake. 

Friday, February 17, 2012

Preserved Meyer Lemons

The Meyer lemons at the grocery store were calling to me, so I picked up a half dozen to preserve, which was a cinch. The key to success (as in any canning project) is having the most sterile jars and utensils, which I boiled the dickens out of and let air dry on paper towels.

Traditional North African and Middle Eastern recipes often call for preserved lemons cured in a variety of spices. Meyer lemons (a cross between a lemon and a mandarin) are most popular for their sweeter, less acidic pulp and heady fragrance. I prefer working with organic lemons, but regular lemons can be used. However, be sure to soak non-organic lemons in hot water to get any waxy coating off the rind. It can mess with the color and overall taste. Recipes use any number and combination of aromatic spices, peppercorns, and herbs, but you can also preserve the lemons in salt only. I chose to spice up this batch.

After cleaning and drying the lemons, use a sterile knife to quarter each lemon, but do not cut the whole way through. The goal is to cover the interior meat with salt and press the lemon back together to be stuffed into the jar. This boosts the preserving process from the inside out. I tend to slice about a half inch off the base of the lemon so it can sit flat the cutting board, but that's just me. My larger jar fit four full lemons, while the smaller jar was maxed out with two. Put a few tablespoons of salt into the bottom of the jar and toss in a few spices before pressing your first lemon into the jar. The key is to squash each lemon down flat and try to squeeze as much juice out as possible to cover the lemon. I had extremely succulent lemons and had no problem using a wooden spoon to press out enough juice. Be sure to keep an extra lemon on hand should you need to squeeze out additional juice to top up the jar. My two containers weren't terribly big so I didn't encounter this problem. They were filled to the shoulder of the jar.
Alternate layering salt, lemons, and spices until the jar is nearly full. I used a few black peppercorns, whole cloves, coriander seeds, and slipped in a cinnamon stick and bay leaf for good measure.  These are the fundamental spices used in most of our tagine recipes, so might as well add them to the preserves. This is a pretty standard combination of spices, but I have come across recipes that use garlic, fennel, capers, and even turmeric, which I have never tried- maybe next batch.

Several recipes suggest using olive oil to top-up the whole concoction which seem to get good reviews-- both for the flavor and protective value (the lemons won't be exposed to too much air as the olive oil kind of seals the space). So, I gave it a shot. A few tablespoons of olive oil was all it took. I sealed the containers and tilted the jars to let the juice roll around the lemons. It takes 3-4 weeks to cure and the lemons will shrivel up over time. Each day, flip the jar around and gently shake to let the brine distribute between the lemons. The jars do not have to be refrigerated- assuming you sterilized and sealed them properly. After a month or so, they are ready to be used. Cut off a slice and rinse off the salt. Most people only use the rind- and sparingly, as preserved lemons are very strong, both in flavor and aroma. They do not need to be refrigerated after opening and should keep in the pantry for several months.     







NOW WE WAIT.... 

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Kitchen Bucket List

It's official. I have resigned from formal recipe testing and cookbook blogging in order to focus my efforts on writing a travel guide, Wanderlust Tours, and a few other travel-related projects. It's only been a few weeks, but I already miss the idea of formally cooking and writing about it. 


To appease the inner foodie, I have created a Kitchen Bucket List of things I have always wanted to make, but haven't had the time, courage, or (more likely) the patience- a kitchen virtue I am forever seeking. I figure the bucket list provides culinary goals which can be worked through at my leisure without the pressure of time frames and deadlines--- but unfortunately, also without the fabulous free cookbooks, prize giveaways, and grocery reimbursements! So here it is. Version one. In no particular order. The Bucket List will be updated as flashes of inspiration- or insanity- strike. 


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Kitchen Bucket List- Round 1 


Souffle 
Chocolate, cheese, whatever.... it's one of the few recipes that have been on my culinary radar for at least a decade, but the idea of making one frightens me even more than the daunting task of macarons. And this past winter, Mandy and I successfully took on macarons, of which the intimidation factor was about a 9.7.... Heck... I can make a mean quiche. Souffle will be conquered by Easter.


Cassoulet
And I don't mean the Americanized version with all white chicken meat and canned beans. I'm talking the full-on proper Castelnaudary (or Carcassonne or Toulouse)  version with pork sausage, goose or duck, mutton, and white beans slow cooked, allowing a glorious crust to form on top. Southwestern French tradition holds the crust must be poked through and stirred back into the stew, allowing it to reform four times. No wonder it takes all day to make. The ulterior motive: a perfect excuse to buy that Le Creuset Cassoulet pot & bowls I've been eyeing up for a few years.


Bagels
Yup. Never made them. Doesn't seem very hard. Just never took the time to do it... Since we can never keep it simple, we'll have to up the difficulty level by making our own cream cheese too. Might as well go salmon fishing while we're DIYing.


In A Pickle
I have declared 2012 the year of DIY-- as much as time permits. It will be helpful when the garden is overflowing with produce needing to be pickled and preserved and herbs that need to be dried. Fruit jams/preserves are not on the radar for now. In this household, fresh fruit is better served in original form over cottage cheese or ice cream. Although I must admit, Tamra Fuscaldo's blackberry preserves were dy-no-mite as filler for a variety of desserts. At this point, I am going to practice pickling veggies very soon. I need to study up on the art of preserving-- and botulism... how not to get it.


Preserved Lemons
preserved-lemons-3.jpgKevin and I have a North African inspired dinner almost once a week. A Moroccon flavor profile turns up in the tagine pretty regularly. Preserved lemons are often called and I never have them around. I love the aroma and distinctive salty-pickly-lemon flavor they bring to dishes. This girl wants a pantry full of preserved citrus with which to experiment. Preserved lemons, limes and rangpur limes should be in the mix. And lurking in the back of my mind is the recipe for Preserved Lemon Salt-- a by-product of this process, but not enough of a goal to make the bucket list on its own. Since Meyer lemons are in season, this is most likely the first thing that will be checked off the list.


Mozzarella Cheese
I have never made cheese, nor have I thought about it until discovering Junket (see previous post) and their Rennet tablets which nudge along the cheese curdling process. Friends who have made cheese say it's pretty easy. Ricotta too is on the radar. Looks like I'll be taking out stock in Snowville Creamery and Junket


I do find modernist cooking intriguing, artful, and delicious, but I am quite content to let my mad-scientist foodie friends sort out the mod-dinners for now. Perhaps owning a copy of Modernist Cuisine  is more a bucket list goal than actually using it at this point.



Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The Hidden Health Hazards of Lettuce, by Michael Ruhlman


Michael Ruhlman preaching it like only he can... I'm a believer! And we're growing our own lettuce this summer. I'm beyond grossed out by this video.


The Hidden Health Hazards of Lettuce


Lettuce: The Silent Killer/photo by Donna Turner Ruhlman
I know what it was that set me off today. A random article, out of the blue, I shouldn’t even have read it. It referred to great food cooked with rendered fat as “early-grave food heaven.” Why do people say stupid things like this?
Because the media bombards us with the simplistic message that Fat Is Bad For You, and it pisses me off.
Why? Because it’s not true.  Fat is good for you.  Fat is good for your body.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Fat doesn’t make you fat, EATING TOO MUCH MAKES YOU FAT! Eating every morsel of your mile high Cheesecake Factory plate is what makes you fat.  Eating a whole bag of Doritos is what makes you fat.  Eating when you’re not hungry makes you fat!
To argue that fat is bad for you is akin to arguing that homemade chocolate chip cookies or apple pie is bad for you. Is ice cream bad for you? Of course not. Putting away a couple of pints of Rocky Road every night, that probably is. Obviously too much ice cream and too much fat is bad for you.  If all you ate was lettuce, lettuce would be bad for you.
When was last time you heard a nutritionist warning you about the dangers of lettuce? Well, I’m here to make you wise. If lettuce is the only thing you eat, you will get sick, you’re going to have serious health issues. It can lead to dangerous malnutrition, grave weight loss, and in women, infertility.
Fat is dangerous only insofar as it’s good, because it’s so much more fun to eat than lettuce and we want to eat lots and lots of it. Yes, it’s calorie dense and yes, for some people, eating a lot of fat can raise their blood cholesterol—not me apparently, thank you mom and dad, grandpa and grandma—which is linked to some serious stuff, heart attacks and strokes.
But good health is not about being fat-free! It’s about BALANCE!  Lots of vegetables, plenty of exercise, moderate consumption of meat, dairy and grains, cooked—and this is really really important—cooked by you or by some you know, preferably where you or they live.
Please, let’s stop repeating the thoughtless mantra that fat is bad.  Because fat is good.  And don’t get me started on the fat-free labels processed food companies put on their packages that imply, everywhere we look, the falsehood that fat is bad.
You see food in the grocery store labeled fat-free? My advice is go in the opposite direction.  Because they’ve either done something to it to make up for the fat, like putting sugars in “fat-free” half-and-half, or it’s a product that is naturally fat-free, like Kraft granola bars—there’s not supposed to be fat in them (it’s the sugar overload that’s bad)! Which means the company is pulling one over on you. Don’t let them.
Fat isn’t bad, stupid is bad.
Think for yourself. Use your common sense.
God this shit drives me crazy.
That does it, next up: Fried chicken.  That’s right.  DEEP FRIED CHICKEN! Who want’s to talk about DEEP-FRIED CHICKEN?!


Monday, February 13, 2012

Aphrodisiac recipes for Valentine's Day, by Yummly


YUMMLY.COM is one of my favorite websites for recipes and their blog is great for rounding up information from a variety of sources... 
Add sensuality to your Valentine’s Day dinner with the mysterious, alluring power of edible aphrodisiacs! As we explored last year when we rounded off the top 10 aphrodisiac foods, ingredients like oysters, chili peppers, and salmon are touted to stimulate the senses in exciting ways. Combining these intoxicating ingredients into a one fabulously romantic dinner will only enhance their power, so get creative in the kitchen with these enticing ingredients today!
Oysters with Lime Vinaigrette (from My Kitchen Moovement)Oysters with Lime Vinaigrette

Grilled Avocados (from Circle B Kitchen)Grilled Avocados

Cajun Chocolate Cupcakes (from Blunder Construction)Cajun Chocolate Cupcakes


Chocolate Covered Strawberries (from The Yummy Life)Chocolate Covered Strawberries


Dark Chocolate Tart (from Dough Puncher)Dark Chocolate Tart

Garlic Knots (from Just a Taste)Garlic Knots

Dark Chocolate Fudge Almond Brownies (from Out of the Box Food)Dark Chocolate Fudge Almond Brownies